I sat in the kitchen floor and traced it's outline
every touch felt like a wrong-doing
every glance felt like a stab wound.

He loves me and he keeps me strong.
He's just trying to toughen me up
He wants me to be bold.
He wants me to kiss him and
do strange things that i'm not okay with
He wants me to dye my hair and wear pearls.

He loves me.

He did on accident. I promise.
He won't do it again.
I have faith in him.
I have faith in us.
He put's the I in pain but
he puts the pain in me.
In my eye, in my heart
on my *******

and in my mind

but he loves me. and
we're okay